I am Li Shen and Li Shimin, the free kings of the Tang Dynasty

"A five-acre house?" Zhao Derong frowned after hearing Changsun Huan's words.

"Brother Zhangsun, aren't your demands too low?"

"how do I say this?"

Changsun Huan was a little confused. Is a five-acre house still cheap? His father only owned fifty acres of the Duke's mansion.

The yard he lives in now is less than three acres, just a few members of his family.

"Brother Zhangsun, given your status, you need at least twenty acres of house to be able to afford it. Don't you want to live in a hundred acres of house and have more than a hundred servants?"

Zhao Derong looked at Changsun Huan seriously.

"A hundred-acre mansion with more than a hundred servants? Commander Zhao, Chang'an City didn't even accept it, right?"

"The fact that there aren't many means there are some. Brother Changsun, why can't we have you?

Brother Changsun, you should understand that we are different from ordinary people. We are not just for three meals a day, enough food and clothing.

Ordinary people can only eat two meals a day, but when have we ever eaten two meals?

What we want is glory and wealth. Look at Prince Ji. His smallest house covers an area of ​​20 acres. It is on the edge of the Lihe River in Prince Ji’s Manor.

I heard that the building there was very luxurious, and His Majesty took a fancy to it.

The Jiwang Manor next to the industrial park covers hundreds of acres and is still being expanded.

Doesn’t Brother Changsun not want to? "Zhao Derong looked at Changsun Huan with bright eyes.

"Captain Zhao, of course I think so. I just want a hundred acres of manor, which requires countless money. How can I have so much money?"

Changsun Huan shook his head.

"Haha, doesn't Brother Changsun have a goal? As long as we seize a few opportunities this year, we may not be able to build a hundred-acre mansion.

But a fifty-acre mansion should be no problem. "Zhao Derong showed firm eyes.

"A mansion on fifty acres?"

Changsun Huan's face showed surprise, then excitement, and finally his eyes became firm.

Zhao Derong said nothing more, but clapped his hands to tell the geisha to stop. It was time to start talking about business.

“Family members, the gathering for the Lantern Festival was supposed to be tomorrow, but why did Zhao choose today?

That's because Zhao found a business opportunity, a big business opportunity. "

"Captain Zhao, I wonder what the business opportunity is?" Wang Hanwen asked.

"Grain! And the quantity required is very large." Zhao Derong replied.

"Then I don't know what the price is? Who will it be sold to? The price of food cannot be increased, otherwise they will be beheaded."

Wang Hanwen continued to ask.

Everyone knows this, the imperial court controls food prices very strictly.

"You don't care who I sell it to, but the price is thirty cents per bucket. If it is transported to another place, I can give you forty cents."

"Thirty Wen, so much?"

"Transportation fee plus ten cents, this is where it will be shipped."

"Captain Zhao, it's not that we can't trust you. You are definitely not an ordinary person to offer such a high price. We are all one family.

I hope that Captain Zhao can reveal specific information, otherwise we will not feel at ease. "

One person stood up and asked.

"Well, this time it will be sold to northern herdsmen. I have already negotiated the price with them." Zhao Derong looked helpless.

But Changsun Huan saw some clues, Zhao Derong did not tell the truth.

"It turns out they are herdsmen from the north. Do they have so much money?" someone questioned.

“Everyone, Zhao is talking about further north, east of Xue Yantuo, over to the Shiwei tribe.

The tribes there discovered a lot of gold mines, and we just wanted to exchange them for gold. "

"Gold mine, I heard they have a gold mine there."

"Yes, yes, how do those barbarians know the value of gold?"

Changsun Huan had been watching Zhao Derong. He found that there were many loopholes in what Zhao Derong said, but these people believed Zhao Derong's words because they had never been there.

But he is a person who has read books and knows what is going on over there.

Moreover, didn’t Yuan Zheng Qian Liu Jinkui say that grain was sold to Goguryeo?

“Everyone, we have a total of three to four million in business this time, but this is just the early stage, and there may be more in the future.

Zhao is still negotiating, and the results are expected to be available in a few days.

Zhao will tell you the specific amount when the time comes, and he is telling you now so that you can prepare your money first.

This time everyone can get a huge bonus. "

After Zhao Derong finished speaking, he said no more and signaled to continue playing music and dancing.

The party ended an hour later and everyone walked out of the house.

"Brother Wang, please go back first. I have some news to report to Commander Zhao." At the gate, Chang Sun Huan said to Wang Hanwen who was accompanying him.

"Okay, then we will meet again later." Wang Hanwen nodded in agreement without any doubt.

Watching everyone leave, Changsun Huan returned to the house.

Zhao Derong was obviously stunned when he saw Changsun Huan leaving and coming back.

"Why, what did Brother Changsun leave behind?"

"Haha, Captain Zhao, I want to talk to Captain Zhao." Changsun Huan said with a smile on his face.

"Oh? Come and sit. I wonder what Brother Changsun wants to talk to Zhao about?" Zhao Derong looked a little surprised.

"I want to talk to Captain Zhao about who this batch of grain is sold to." Changsun Huan asked calmly without changing his expression.

"Haha, didn't Zhao already say that he is a herdsman from the Shiwei tribe?" Zhao Derong smiled.

However, Changsun Huan could still detect something unnatural in his smile.

"Captain Zhao, since you keep saying that we are all a family, why do you still keep it secretive?"

"Brother Changsun, what do you mean?" Zhao Derong put away his smile and looked at Changsun Huan.

"It's not interesting. If I guessed correctly, Commander Zhao probably wants to sell this batch of grain to Goguryeo.

Presumably, Captain Zhao must have met Mo Zhili Renwu, the son of the King of Goguryeo. "

Changsun Huan is worthy of being Changsun Wuji's son. His movements, expressions, and calm demeanor are exactly the same as Changsun Wuji's.

"You...how do you know?" Zhao Derong's expression changed, a little incredible.

Changsun Huan was disdainful in his heart, a businessman is a businessman, no matter how much money he has, it is just a little cleverness.

"Don't worry about how I know this. I would like to ask Captain Zhao if you know that the imperial court has a ban.

Not a single grain of grain was allowed to be sold to Goguryeo, Baekje, and Silla.

If the court finds out about this...

this! But it is a capital crime to confiscate a house and exterminate an entire family! "Changsun Huan shouted sharply.

"Bang." The teacup in Zhao Derong's hand fell to the ground and shattered.

"Brother Zhangsun, don't blame me. There is nothing I can do about it. Zhao is doing it for the good of all of you. Zhao alone can bear the serious crime of beheading.

The more you know, the less good it will be for you. Please understand Zhao’s intentions. "

Zhao Derong showed a sincere expression.

"Haha, then do we still want to thank you, Captain Zhao? Do you think we can just say we don't know then?

Will the court not pursue it? This is to support the enemy, do you understand? To be beheaded. "

Changsun Huan sneered and dismissed Zhao Derong's explanation.